Holding A Heart
May 17, 2008 10:35 pmOn Friday morning I was lucky enough to be assistant surgeon in a terminal surgery thoracotomy prac class. In short: I Held a Living, Beating Heart! Oh my God you cannot believe the buzz that causes, or how sick of you people become when you mention that fact three times in five minutes.
I just cannot adequately explain the feeling you get when holding a beating heart. There are certain parts of animals that I feel represent their spirit, their essence of life. As such, those parts deserve a special kind of respect, particularly when you start to think of animals as being parts to approach systematically. The brain is one of them, but I tend to feel that the brain should never, ever see daylight. Eyes are another, full of mystery and meaning, and fascinating when you manage to look into the back of them at the retina.
But it is the heart which has a special significance for me. I know it’s traditionally associated with emotion and soul, but really it is little more than a pump with some wiring. But it’s still a powerful, emotive organ. Maybe it’s because it’s so central, and moves all by itself. And I got to touch a living, beating heart!
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